In the way
richardhead· 4:43 · 18 plays · v2.2
- alternative metal
- shoegaze
- blackgaze
- shoegazing
- ethereal
- nu-metal
- djent
- groove metal
- progressive metal
- post-hardcore
- post-metal
- industrial metal
- vulgar
- male vocalist
- electric guitar
- electric bass guitar
- drums (drum set)
- rhythm guitar
- double bass
- bass pedals
- pedal steel guitar
- guitar solo
Lyrics
Verse 1
Mouths sewn from cellophane, breathing sideways beneath flickering ribbons
Dreams sink, spiral into fractured gold teeth, census shadows dripping from the walls
Fingers flicker into vapor, webbed pulses clicking backwards, all spine, no marrow
I blink ten thousand eyes, suspended in syrup, spleens traded for snow
Slow collapsing garden, boiled feathers slip through my molars, my lungs rehearse—
Pre-Chorus
Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood
You're in the way and you must be eliminated
You're in the fucking way you're in the way
(in the way)
Chorus
No lines, no numbers, just boiling under
Shaking teeth, tunnels flood with molasses and I bite my tongue
Bite down, nails in my palm, I'm humming the code again
Light eats itself, I can't focus, can't focus, can't focus—scrape the mirror clean
Verse 2
Fragments swim above me breathing masks with teeth
Hands bloom backward across the endless glass, claiming the skin, inside-out seasons linger
Numbers flash over faces, I split and scatter—cold hunger pulls me rootless through sleep
Heavy doors open then collapse, nothing left beneath the clicking fingers—all is wool, all is thirst
Pre-Chorus
Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood
You're in the way and you must be eliminated
You're in the fucking way you're in the way
(in the way)
Chorus
No lines, no numbers, just boiling under
Shaking teeth, tunnels flood with molasses and I bite my tongue
Bite down, nails in my palm, I'm humming the code again
Light eats itself, I can't focus, can't focus, can't focus—scrape the mirror clean
Post-Chorus
Cut, cut, scratch the glass
Nothing, empty, cut,
Verse 3
All the clocks dripping mercury, each tick is a wound with velvet teeth
Surfaces multiply, mirrors eat the corners — my muscles remember another animal
Tongues strung from pylons, heavy with unspoken things, shifting between gristle and fog
I forget my shape, dissolving into the pulse's machinery, wires coiled under my ribs—
Faceless billboards peel backwards, eyes sink into the floors, maps burning, numbers swimming up my throat
Pre-Chorus
Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood
You're in the way and you must be eliminated
You're in the fucking way you're in the way
(in the way)
Ooooooooh Yeah you're
In the fucking waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy!
Chorus
There’s no after, there’s no before, all the clocks tear their own faces off
My jaw aches, pressure at the back of my mouth — taste rust, taste vinegar
Who taught me this? I’m blinking out, too loud, can’t recall the pattern
It’s gulps of sleep, black teeth, and the floor shifting left — push me, drag me down, erase the outline
Post-Chorus
Spit, bone, glass, unravel
Spit, bone, glass
Let me — let me—
Verse 4
Pillars of skin trembling in fluorescent wombs, every breath a borrowed barcode, slicing through paper lungs
gloved hands caress monitors, painting blue arrhythmic rivers where daylight should be
wires sprout from clavicles, latching on stray memories, drip-fed by needlepoint logic, the cycling hour mutates
Eyeless rooms churn, marrow poured into little cups, nerves learning the shape of someone else’s lie
Swallowing warnings, my tongue folds itself in metal, teeth nesting secrets no mouth can taste
Pre-Chorus
Ooooooooh Yeah they want it, they want it & they want it all (all of it) every fucking drop of blood
You're in the way and you must be eliminated
Breakdown
Please, just let me rot—let me blister in this final howl
Crush the bone, melt the coil, grind me flat beneath the crawl
Twist the wires through my teeth, spit copper on these hands
Skin splits, veins snap—grinding down, chewing steel, spit the plan
Choke me out until you shake, drag my tongue through gutter tar
Flash and stamp and snap my limbs, none of you know who you are
Gleaming spit, broken fangs—you keep digging for another vein
I’m stuck, I’m split, I’m turning blank, screaming static in the rain
Breakdown Outro
Ruin—repeat, nothing left inside but grind
Slam the lock, swallow rust, feed me glass I’ll never find
Let me splinter, let me fade—one last mosh in the grime
Collapse—collapse—
Lose my name in feedback lines
Fade
Let it fuckin’ end
Extended Breakdown Build
Drums coil tight, veins choke the silence
All knuckles crack, eyes peel open for slaughter
Guitar whines, sick with metallic tongue, static pulses crawl
Waiting for the knife-drop, waiting for the steel rain
Breakdown Extension
Tear the mask, spit bone dust, knuckles rain in fractured rhythms
Wah pedal groans, low D stutters—snap, drag, slam, repeat
Twist the string, grind the jaw, break the lock with a single scream
Stomp—smother, scrape, lockjaw swings, the marrow grinds
Snare bursts rip the floor, toms swallow the pit
Flesh finds wire, blood sings, all teeth snap on heartbeat
Crash my skull on the fret—fingernails flick gunpowder static
Jagged feedback, drowning grit—send the organs out to spit
Outro Breakdown
Let my grin vanish in the cable's hum
Nail the teeth to iron, grind the palm against the coil
Feedback sings my name up through the teeth—bleed, bleed, nothing heals
Silence shudders once—then eats what's
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